Night fell.
The goose feather-like heavy snow that had been falling from the sky had stopped.
It only left a thick layer of snow in Magnolia Town. The children in the town had long since gone to sleep, but it was certain that many snowmen would appear tomorrow morning.
Inside the Fairy Tail Guild.
The table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window had not been restored to its original state and was still placed there, the tabletop a mess.
Compared to usual.
The Guild was exceptionally quiet tonight.
Perhaps the afternoon had been too lively, causing everyone, after eating and drinking their fill, to want to go back and have a good night's sleep. With Mirajane carrying Lisanna and Elfman leaving,
only Makarov and Gar were left in the large Guild.
Makarov sat at the bar and said to Gar:
"Thank you, Gar."
Gar said with a smile:
"It's nothing."
"Growth always requires a process."
"It's good to vent it out, he will figure it out himself."
Makarov nodded, then suddenly laughed:
"He's not cute anymore when he grows up."
"But he can take responsibility."
Gar said with a smile:
"Yes."
"I guess in a few more years."
"Laxus will be able to carry the great banner of Fairy Tail."
Makarov shook his head and said:
"He's still far from it."
"With you and Gildarts around, if he wants to carry the great banner, he'll have to train for another twenty years."
Gar smacked his lips:
"Don't set the bar so high."
"Laxus is already far ahead of his peers."
"Within ten years, Fairy Tail will definitely be the strongest Guild on the Ishgar Continent."
"Let alone a mere Grimoire Heart, even the Balam Alliance can be broken with a backhand."
Makarov said with a strange expression:
"It's not that exaggerated."
Gar said with a smile:
"Why not."
"Think about the future Ultear, Laxus, Mirajane, Erza, Gray, Lyon, these are all definitely S-Class Magicians."
"Plus you, me, Gildarts, Ur."
"I'm afraid even pushing through the Magic Council won't be a problem."
Thinking of the scene of Fairy Tail's future prosperity, Makarov couldn't help but smile, but then he shook his head:
"Forget the Council."
"After all, there's that thing called 'Etherion', solving the Balam Alliance is fine."
Gar didn't retort, but asked:
"Speaking of which..."
"What exactly is the Etherion?"
"It shouldn't be a product of the Ishgar Continent, right?"
Even the Alvarez Empire, which, with the help of the Mechanical Race, had already entered modernization and could manufacture ultra-long-range missiles, couldn't produce something like 'Etherion'.
How could the Ishgar Continent, with its spears and shields, possibly produce it.
Hearing Gar's question, Makarov said nonchalantly:
"How to put it..."
"It's not a product of the current Ishgar Continent, but a product of the ancient Ishgar Continent."
"Because that Etherion is very likely to have been dug out from ruins."
Gar asked curiously:
"How so?"
Makarov thought for a moment, it wasn't a secret anyway, and said:
"Etherion, each release requires charging, you know that, right."
Gar nodded:
"That has been spread throughout this continent."
Makarov said:
"Since you know, I won't go into detail."
"The key to Etherion is not charging, but releasing."
"Before each release, it requires gathering the high-ranking members of the entire Magic Council, sincerely praying, and charging."
"Until the Etherion is fully charged, someone needs to recite the liberation spell 'Pray to the Holy Light, liberate the Etherion' to fire it."
Gar was a little surprised:
"Holy Light?"
"It sounds a bit like an ancient God."
Makarov nodded and said:
"Indeed."
"That's why I say it's an ancient product."
"After all, on the Ishgar Continent, only legends of the Gods remain, and even the Dragons have long since disappeared."
"Although each release requires dozens of Magicians to charge, the energy released far exceeds the total magic power of thousands of Magicians."
"I suspect it's a magical product that sealed an ancient God's attack."
"And the charging by dozens of Magicians might just be activating it."
"Why are you suddenly interested in this?"
Gar shrugged and said:
"I've been at the Council for so long, I wanted to research it."
"But that thing is too heavily guarded."
"Can't get close."
Makarov was a little speechless:
"No wonder."
"But you can just talk about this in private."
"Don't tell anyone what I just said."
"Only the Ten Wizard Saints can know these things."
Gar said:
"Understood."
"Don't worry."
Makarov nodded and said:
"It's been a while since the war with Grimoire Heart ended. I see Gildarts has been going out on missions during this time and hasn't encountered any Dark Guilds."
"It's time to relax the management."
"What do you think?"
Gar thought for a moment and said:
"Relaxing is fine."
"But try to do missions within the Kingdom."
"Once those kids grow up in a couple of years, there will basically be no problem."
Makarov said:
"Then let's relax it."
"These guys have been feeling stifled for a while."
"What are your plans next?"
Gar said:
"I'll stay in town and train for a while."
"And research some things."
Makarov nodded:
"It's good to calm down and train. It's also good that you're here."
"Those little guys can bother you."
"Have you considered taking over as Guild Master?"
Gar's expression was strange, and he said:
"Fourth Master, huh."
"Sounds good."
"But isn't it a bit too early?"
Makarov's eyes lit up, this was promising, and he quickly said:
"Then when do you think is suitable?"
"I'll arrange the handover ceremony directly."
Gar's mouth twitched, looking at Makarov's impatient expression, thought for a moment, and said solemnly:
"Hmm..."
"When these little guys in the Guild have all grown up and become S-Class."
The air fell silent.
"Brat! Dream on!!!"
Under this loud roar, the Guild building trembled.
Tsk...
You wanted it, but when I said it, you're not happy!
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Several months later.
Deep in the forest on the West side of Magnolia Town.
Here at Gengar's training ground.
The Bone Dragon in the sky was much larger than before, mainly because the Gengar Corps under Gengar had all evolved. The most basic Gastly were gone, all having evolved into Haunter.
The Bone Dragons flying in the sky were all Haunter in training.
The number of Gengar had increased from the original dozen or so to over forty.
Gengar, holding a trident in its hand, finally looked imposing. Leading those forty-odd Gengar, it had cleared out many monsters from nearby cities.
Right now, it wasn't here at the training ground, who knows where it had gone to wander.
Gar didn't care, nothing bad could happen anyway.
After several months of Calm Mind training, Gar's aura at this time had risen a level compared to several months ago. His own magic power reserves had already exceeded the S-Class standard.
It could be said that he was a complete S-Class Magician, not someone who relied on equipment bonuses to get there before.
Inside the room at the edge of the training ground, Gar slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the time:
"Only three days."
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